Mixed Blessing System



After moving for the last time, Lothur was increasingly reaching a point where he would have to show himself.

This city was not large, and the group searching for him was slowly increasing the efficiency of their investigation, narrowing his spaces more and more.

Amidst the pressure from this group, Lothur had already realized that more local powers were trying to find him, which had been hindering him from moving in the last few hours.

Luckily he would only have to wait a few more minutes before he could use his bloodline ability once more. When that happened, he would quickly change his circumstances in this Imperial Prison.

While trying to move to continue delaying his enemies, he had in mind to clear this area, considering that everyone there was either a criminal or an invader. It would be difficult for those behind these people to identify him and even avenge the deaths of these opponents.

This was the Imperial Prison, a place that held those who should no longer be released on the continent, those who were marked to be forgotten.

There were no alternative records, and the only way to identify an inmate was through the institution's ledger, which could easily be destroyed in case of need.

At the same time, the imperial family usually did not make public the prisons made of the men and women sent there. As such, many of the families and organizations behind these inmates did not even know they were imprisoned in Leopoldine.

Lothur wanted to use this to his advantage and commit this crime 'without' victims!

But while he looked at this place as if it were a large harvest field, a group finally managed to intercept him.

He suddenly stopped running as he came across two level 18 cultivators, men dressed in different armor but with the same symbol on their right chest.

"Rookie, join us. This is the only chance for you to survive the Flame Faction." One of the two went straight to the point without introducing himself or asking Lothur's name.

The other said. "Otherwise, even if we don't get in your way, the Flame Faction will reach you in a matter of minutes. They have already surrounded the entire area in your surroundings. Therefore, your escape attempt is futile."

"Oh? You want to recruit me?" Lothur smiled while holding the Elemental Staff in one of his hands.

The Imperial Prison was strange indeed. Those who looked after this place did not remove the items on the bodies of the inmates.

Because of this, those inside this place had their spatial rings, weapons, armor, etc., everything they brought here from their places of origin.

"This is your only chance, kid. But don't worry, joining us will be a great advance for you. You will have beautiful women and resources to entertain your time in this city!" The first to speak exclaimed.

"That sounds interesting... What about an escape? Are any of you or another faction planning that? I'm not interested in staying here long and would love to get together with like-minded people." He lied, trying to buy time.

"Escape?"

The two looked at each other, seeing that this young man was a fool, despite being so strong.

One of them then explained. "Kid, forget about it. It's impossible. Some residents are well-placed people in families that even have Saints in their ranks.

But still, we are imprisoned... Do you know why that is?"

The other replied. "Besides the Gold-grade formations of this place are excellent in what they propose, this prison was built on a special area. Here, the Laws and spiritual energy were already behaving strangely even before these walls were built.

Those behind this prison just used that to their advantage to build this place that is impossible to escape!"

"So unless you miraculously manage to become a legendary Sage, forget about leaving this place, kid. Even a Saint would have trouble leaving this area!"

These words surprised Lothur, as he had not expected the Imperial Prison to be this terrible.

"Only from outside this place could a Saint break in and rescue someone. But without the identification of us prisoners, even family members searching for some of the inmates here wouldn't be able to get to where their family members are."

"Haha, the damned emperor is very lucky to have such a wonder at poor Leopoldine!"

"It looks like you guys aren't from the empire..." Lothur muttered as he sensed more and more people in his vicinity.

Due to his circumstances, he could no longer continue with his escape plan and soon saw the Flame Faction leader appearing near where he was.

"We finally caught you, rat!"

"You ran away longer than we expected, but now you're finished!"

Two of the three men who appeared there first, each level 18, said to Lothur, ignoring the members of the Wildflower Faction for the moment.

But the third of them, the leader of the Flame Faction, focused on these two that could get in the way of their goals there.

"What do you want here? Will you stand against me?" Such a person, who had the highest statuses Lothur had ever seen, asked in a chilling tone.

The two individuals sent by the leader of the Wildflower Faction were weaker than this man but not weak enough to fear their end for facing him.

One of them then laughed. "Karlo, that depends on this boy. We of the Wildflowers don't want any trouble with you of the Flames. But we will help this boy escape if he is wise enough."

"Humph! His fate was sealed when he dared to hurt one of my men!" Karlo, leader of those men on the outskirts, made his intention toward Lothur clear. "Death is what awaits those who disrespect me!"

The other sent to recruit Lothur smiled bitterly, looking at this young man. "What's up, kid? What's it going to be? Will you choose life with us or die alone?"

Lothur stood between those five strongest people in the vicinity as he felt another dozen level 17 cultivators a little farther away from him and smiled, looking at the ground.

"Die alone? Who is going to kill me? You?" He decided to mock them and draw the ire of many there.

"No one in this den of disgusting rats is capable of doing that. I dare all of you to try!" He opened his arms, finally looking at those people while releasing some of his Mortal Aura.

At those words from Lothur, Karlo moved, directing an attack at his opponent's heart with his sword.

"Die!"

After that, the golden blade of that weapon pierced through Lothur's chest!

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